I'm seventeen and I still have problems tying my shoes
I try to use Google and still it still comes in knots
Speaking of coming
I shot my semen on my favorite shirt
What a waste of fabric and animal skin
I tried to learn how to drive
And I hit a fucking cow
The cow guts smeared up and down the windshield
And it made a loud moo before it was dead
The cow had its dead ass in my face
That's why I'm scared of driving